Walkingback{ward}, I am not Libnor, but I used to read her. And you! I am glad if you think I have any insights. Mostly, I have remorse for lost opportunities of my own and real empathy for the grief that is displayed on these boards. I wish I could help better. I think YOU do!
I am struggling to notice what is true NOW and then do whatever it takes to help the situation. What drags me down are everyday problems. I am an irritable saint with my husband, but I am a frightening witch otherwise... not quite but sorta. Lately, I am tearful.
I have to move house, yet again. I am unhinged over this trouble. All my little Buddhist sensibilities have flown out the window. I will fly after them and regroup, soon. I am just frantic about this next jump to nowhere.
Penny, I hope your "yardening" was therapeutic. I find it hard to rake leaves and debris that I do not own. I do it, but I would rather save myself for happy/melancholy walks with my bad dog.
